Sissy Slut Sold For Fun: Jackie Gets Whored Out Part 2

So, now that the sissy slut was clean, inside and out, and dressed, Jackie and her Mistress headed off to their first appointment together. They drove in silence, the anticipation palpable. Jackie could feel her heart pounding in her chest as the buildings grew dingier. 

When they pulled up to a cheap motel, her Mistress pulled a room key from her purse and headed toward room 5. The door opened, and a mix of stale cigarette and mildew greeted their senses. Jackie tried to hold her breath at first. But it was useless. The sissy slut would eventually have to breathe it in and get used to it. 

So she took a deep breath. After tonight, it would be a scent she dreamed of often, but for the time being, it was just another reminder of what a huge step she was taking. 

“Get on the bed and spread your legs. He’ll be here any minute.”

As if by magic, there was a knock on the door. The Mistress smiled after making sure her sissy slut was in place and opened the door. 

A Sissy Slut’s First Client

A large man, gut hanging over his belt, walked in. Though it was dark out, he wore sunglasses. He sniffled and looked around nervously as the door closed behind him, but once his eyes locked onto Jackie, he brightened.

“So, this is it, is it? It’s certainly more passing than the last one, but I can see its Adam’s apple from here.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk! What did I tell you, Verne? She will be the best little sissy slut you could ask for, but we aren’t playing with your internalized transphobia tonight. I have plenty of sissy sluts who willingly participate in that fetish, but that’s not what you asked for tonight.

“So, for the duration of your whore’s stay, I must insist, she, not it.

The fat man grunted his agreement, his flushed cheeks the only indication that he genuinely felt called out. He’d already moved on, his sausage fingers greedily undoing his belt-buckle as he approached Jackie.

Ready For It!

She tried not to tremble as the John’s thick cock emerged from his pants, but the mixture of lust and disgust in his eyes was overwhelming. Especially when combined with the girthy log he called a cock. It was massive!

As the client stroked his dick, he moved closer to his sissy slut, examining her. He glanced over his shoulder to see where the Mistress was. Seeing her sitting in a chair on the other side of the room, he leaned forward and whispered mockingly, 

“Flip over, you filthy sissy slut. Your little stuffed tits aren’t fooling anyone. I’m going to fuck that little pussy until it’s broken.”

Jackie’s cage seemed to be shrinking. The crueler the disgusting man’s words, the harder her clitty got. She flipped over for him, her skirt barely covering her ass. Her client’s hands wrapped around her waist, harshly dragging her backward to the end of the bed.

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